If you haven’t already, you might want to check out [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mzxj63/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/), [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n0fkwk/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/), and [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n0fn9g/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/). I was definitely not expecting this story to be so long, but here we are. I promise this is REALLY the good stuff.
So I want to reiterate that I was studying for the bar at the time and not quite myself. I’m adventurous, but generally not quite this forward. I was stressed and he was hot. That combined with the weeks of fantasizing about him after his rejection led me to what happened next…
The moment we got up from the table, he took my hand and dragged me across the crowded bar. I was laughing behind him as people jumped away to avoid us as we made our way towards the exit.
When we were on the street he turned to me and said, “Holy fucking shit. That was-”
Instead of letting him continue, I pulled him into a deep kiss. He crumbled around me as his hands explored my body and landed on my ass, giving it a squeeze and pushing me towards him.
“It’s a fifteen minute walk,” he whispered into my ear. “I don’t know how we’re going to make it.”
He led me down the sidewalk, but it was difficult to walk straight. Every few yards he would pull me in and our hands would start exploring each other all over again.
“What do you like?” He asked with a gasp as he put his arm around my waist to steer me around the corner.
“I’ve liked this so far,” I said breathlessly as he gently wrapped my hair around his hand and gave it a gentle tug.
“You like begging for it,” he moaned.
“Yeah.”
“What else?” He squeezed my breast for a quick moment as we continued to stumble down the sidewalk.
“I like being told what to do, how to do it, when to come… ”
“Good god,” he said “I need you for a moment.” He pulled me into the nearby alley and pinned me against the cool brick. “Say that again.”
“I like being told what to do…” I couldn’t even finish my sentence because his hand was quickly moving between my legs and the moment he touched me I let out a moan.
“Shhhh,” he hushed as he quickly moved his hand to my mouth and glanced over his shoulder to make sure no one had heard. I bit his hand in retaliation. “No,” I sputtered. “I’m pretty bad at staying quiet.”
“I can shut you up, you know,” he said.
“Then do it.”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the underwear I had handed him back at the bar, “Open your mouth.” (Lol, things we did before COVID… or is this only me?).
I did as I was told and he slowly stuffed my underwear into my mouth and pulled his head back slightly to look down on me and smile. “There,” he said. “No more talking.”
He raised my arms above my head and held them in place against the wall with one of his hands. With his other, he cupped my chin and moved it to the side so he could start kissing my neck and moved down to my collarbone. I was almost crying it felt so fucking good. He squeezed my breasts through my dress forcefully and used his entire body to push me into the brick. I desperately tried to grind my crotch into his as he continued to kiss my neck, getting a little rougher as he thrust himself towards me. I could feel him hard through his jeans and it was driving me fucking crazy as he rubbed it against me.
“I want to fuck you so bad,” he said. I would have said it back but, you know, I had underwear in my mouth so I just moaned and threw my head back to give him a small nod.
He moved to grab my leg to wrap it around his and had nearly lifted me fully off the ground as we rocked back and forth, matching each other’s rhythms. He was grinding into me so hard I thought I might climax right then, but I tried to hold off. He hadn’t told me that was allowed yet.
“I’m so fucking hard,” he whispered. “I want to feel how tight you are.” He lowered me slightly and reached down to push my legs apart. He slammed two fingers inside of me. I arched my back against the wall as he continued to move in and out, and I’m pretty sure at that point I actually was crying. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he breathed into my ear. “Can you even handle three?” I nodded and he obliged, this time moving his fingers even harder. “My dick is bigger than this, by the way. You’re going to have to handle it.” I was close then and he could sense it. “Don’t come,” he commanded. I tried to fight it.
“I want my dick inside of you,” he whispered. I shot him a pleading look and nodded helplessly. “No,” he said. “I’m not going to fuck you here.” He removed his fingers and moved them to my mouth. “Open up.”
I let my mouth open slightly and he slowly, carefully removed my underwear and threw them off to the side. “Now, we’re going to go home.”
Yes, there will be a final Part 5 soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n0nbwp/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of
Day -ummm! I’M not gonna make it to part 5. You are SUCH a tease! Love it!